My memories rain down on me
from this open sky of misery
pearls of pain puncture my skin
As I absorb my memories and cry deep from within
My eyes keep betraying my secrets
And my tears spill the story of what I've felt
All the hurtful memories that melt into my name
Poetry place in the middle of my dreams
Singing words to the hum of despair
Trying to fix my wounds so I can repair
The Rips and bruises in my mind
Then maybe I'd be able to find
Peace of mind and a resting conscience
I know it starts from within
The courage to Love
Yourself and the one above
I keep breaking apart
Like its poor quality glue - that got sent to my heart
Tired spells slowly depart
Silences of soul, wounds in spirit
Waiting for a lost credit
Reform
Take away the shadows of the doubt
My ancestor of torment suddenly split from my name
Giving me the best broken treasure I would ever regain
understanding moments and moment of time
through a sea of regalis, monarchy and true crime
Essential reform spearing the light
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